There is a sign on the door that reads, "Ms.Takamine Yukiho."
"Inside."
After saying that, the man in the black suit stopped moving.
"Can I come in?"
"Go ahead."
I grab the doorknob.
Most likely, Yukiho is in this room.
There was no doubt about it, since Yukiho's name was written on the sign.
I'm more nervous than ever.
My heart is rocking and my head is in a state of happiness.
"Hey, come on!"
I boldly open the door.
"It's been a while. I'm sorry to call you here so suddenly, Daikichi-kun."
Sure enough, there was Yukiho.
She was wearing the same outfit as when we met on the island.
"Y, ye, yaah."
"What's wrong? Are you nervous? Oh, you shaved your beard!"
Yukiho folds her hands behind her back and approaches me, laughing, "Mmm-hmm."
"I'm sorry I haven't been in touch. My agency forbade it."
"I didn't know that."
"But, I'm gonna be all right now."
"But, it's not a problem now"
"A Husband?"
❄️This got lost in translations, what Yukiho said was,「でも、もう大丈夫 だから」(No Problem/it's alright etc) and what Daikichi said was,「大丈夫?」(夫 is husband) Sorry I can't provide a better explanation.❄️
"No. I mean--"
"Yukiho, it's time."
A old man with a fancy suit and a punch perm opens the door.
It was the face I had seen the other day when I was researching about Yukiho.
He's the talented president of the agency she works for.
"All right. I'll be right there."
"Please do."
The president's eyes turns to me.
"You must be Daikichi Yoshikawa, right?"
"Ah, yes, I am."
"I am filled with both gratitude and hatred for you."
"Eh?"
The president glared at his staff.
"What are you doing? Hurry up and get Yoshikawa-kun dressed. I already told you to do it. We don't much have time, so you don't have to do any makeup!"
"Yes! I'm so sorry!"
I was made to change into a fine suit by several staff members.
I didn't know what was going on, but I wasn't in a position to ask them.
"It's a costume for a horse."
「馬子にも衣装だな」
And with that, the president left.
"Daikichi-kun, it looks really good on you. You look so cool!"
Yukiho smiles gently at me.
Then she held out her hand to me, "Shall we go?"
"a, ah... eh, where to?"
I grabbed Yukiho's wrist for now
"The front of the cameras."
"You can't ask me to say anything."
"I know. Daikichi-kun, just stand there until the time comes."
Yukiho pulls me out of the room.
From there, I let go of her hand and walked normally.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
An announcement is made, and Yukiho and I enter.
The reporters flashed their cameras simultaneously.
It flickers so much I feel like I'm going to faint.
"Who's the boy?"
"Well."
"He's kind of a dull boy, isn't he?"
The reporters look at me and tilt their heads.
I'm in the same state of mind as they are.
I didn't know what I was getting myself into.
"Thank you all for coming."
Yukiho took the microphone and started to speak.
Her expression was serious.
"I have something important to say to you all."
The only sound was the clicking of the camera.
Everyone was watching with baited breath.
I just noticed that there were also several TV cameras.
So not only the press was in front of me, but I was also being watched through the TV.
Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, maybe even more people are probably watching this.
"The other day, my agency announced that I had been found and rescued by a local fisherman, but that was a false statement. First of all, I would like to apologize for that. I am truly sorry for giving out false information."
Yukiho bows her head deeply.
Everyone was filled with surprise, including me.
Because of this, the flash assault came with a time delay.
"The person who saved me will be Y-san over there."
Y-san is me.
All the cameras were on me at once.
"Today I will tell you all the truth."
Then Yukiho began to talk about the days she and I spent on the deserted island.
She didn't hide the fact that we had spent our time under one roof and that she had enjoyed the survival lifestyle of her own volition.